 Open Post!
Damian Pendragon would never miss a gala. He would just show up fashionably late, and fashionable he was. A long, red frock coat, with gold accents, reached down to his buccaneer boots. A tricorn hat sat atop his head; the front pushed up slightly so he could better see the marvels before him. So dedicated to the sailor look, he even wore an old, ornate cutlass as an accessory.
"I used to jam with the merfolk in my younger days. Took me three months of saving up every coin I had to buy an aquacaster guitar that could play properly underwater. But, let me tell you, I had dolphins dancing and whales doing the waltz." Damian said exuberantly to whoever might be listening as he grabbed one of those bubbling drinks.
"And there was the time I recorded a song with some sirens.."
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